Breathe
I'd like to bathe in life,
and thus, to search the way to death.
Because the dare is on, and simple words
are not enough for accurate descriptions.
I'd like to bathe in warmth,
like infants do, before they're even born.
To feel the force creating me, where single breaths
come only shy of steps, the steps taken by God.
I'd like that to be real,
and wish it could be true, for all of us alive.
For I would pay the millions,
to witness life's new miracles, ones that should end at dawn.
I'd like that to be true,
and wish it could be real,
for all of us alive...
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